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LINCOLNSHIRE LYMERICKES
Directions
toward Toft-next-Newton
Are simple beyond all disputin'
You simply turn off
At Newton-by-Toft
Or vice versa. 'Tis your choice, the routin'
Excitement consumed Burton Coggles
When Biggles arrived in his goggles
One helluva fellow
He spun his propeller
While Ginger adjusted his toggles
A maintenance worker from Nocton
Was late at the gate when he clocton
He cried "Sorry Norman!"
- That being the foreman -
"But I went to a party and rocton!"
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